We must now consider whether in Alexandria--" "Rather let us endeavor," interrupted Dorothea, "to induce him at once to put aside his models, and to execute other more pious works.

Agapitus has keen eyes, and the heathen work is only too dear to the lad's heart." The senator's brow grew dark at the last words, and he said, not without some excitement, "Everything that the heathen do is not to be condemned.
Polykarp must be kept busy, constantly and earnestly occupied, for he has set his eyes where they should not be set.

Sirona is the wife of another, and even in sport no man should try to win his neighbor's wife.
Do you think, the Gaulish woman is capable of forgetting her duty ?" Dorothea hesitated, and after some reflection answered, "She is a beautiful and vain child--a perfect child; I mean in nature, and not in years, although she certainly might be the grandchild of her strange husband, for whom she feels neither love nor respect, nor, indeed, anything but utter aversion.

I know not what, but something frightful must have come between them even in Rome, and I have given up all attempts to guide her heart back to him.

In everything else she is soft and yielding, and often, when she is playing with the children, I cannot imagine where she finds her reckless gaiety.